Gemotions

"It's incredible work," he heard people say. He had built this, with her. The identical project, being lauded as his masterpiece. The feeling was a deep, unremitting ache.

He retreated to the park, seeking solace in the familiar surroundings. He sat on a bench, watching the children play, their laughter echoing the loss that had become his reality.

He pulled his phone from his pocket, the screen displaying a picture of them. He stared at it, the image a cruel reminder of their shared past. He slowly put the phone away, a single tear tracing a path down his cheek.